| Martyrs of the cross, bear the flames of hate
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| The madness in their eyes is blind to their obsession
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| The judgments they bestow… in God’s name
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| Abolish the impious, conquering their fate
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| Driven by beliefs they enforce upon the weak to justify the life…
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| they’ve destroyed.
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| For control of the soil, sacred grounds of faith
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| Soaking in the blood, the blood of their redemption
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| Longing for deliverance… from sin
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| Apostles of perversion, the suffering they induce
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| Thrive upon the carnage, take pleasure in their pain
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| They offer no atonement… for they’re his chosen
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| Take the weak… Make them see
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| Our blessed ways… Died for God
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| Sickening… Benevolence
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| Twisted… Conviction
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| On the shores of Armageddon, the defeated bow their heads
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| Silent are their prayers, silent are the heavens
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| Their somber eyes have seen the coming of the beast.
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| Behold the loss of life and the triumphs of death |